YM778.TV Chapter 1401
It felt like this school was all for mother\'s sake, Lin Xueluo!
"If you leave now, I\'m afraid you\'ll hurt your foster father\'s heart!"
Hetun hugged the little thing even more tightly. One hand was obviously not as comfortable as both of his hands. The little fellow pushed and kissed Hetun uncontrollably as if it was in pain.
Along the way, Feng Xinglang just silently followed them. He did not disturb the intimate moment between Hetun and his son Nuonuo.At the very least, during his trip to the Pater Castle this time, he had gained the trust of his son and glorified his image of his biological father being tall and faithful.
"Father, after we leave, you must obediently stay in the Pater Castle to recuperate from your injuries! Don\'t go out and fight for your life! Life is precious! The key thing is, if you lose an arm, you won\'t be able to hug your favorite fifteen years! "
This was what Xueluo had specifically instructed the little fellow to say. She thought that only by borrowing the little guy\'s mouth would she be able to make the Hetun listen more comfortably.However, the little guy could not remember Mommy\'s exact words, but he was still able to express their true meaning.
"Father understands."
Hetun once again rubbed against the little guy\'s face, "My foster father heard it at the age of fifteen, so he has to cherish his life! I\'ll definitely keep this old life of mine to cherish my favorite fifteen years! "
"Hm!" "That\'s good then!"
The little fellow kissed the obedient Hetun.
At that time, Feng Xinglang\'s mind seemed to be a little wandering, and he did not carry any hidden meaning behind Hetun\'s words of "I will definitely save this old life of his".
After Xing Er\'s funeral, Hetun seemed to have suddenly become cheerful. He was no longer disappointed, but was happily playing with little Linnuo.
This sadness came and went faster!
No one knew what Hetun was mourning for in front of Xing Er\'s coffin. But Hetun seemed to be truly relieved, and was no longer depressed because of Xing Er\'s death.
Or perhaps, he just didn\'t want the young Fifteen\'s journey to the Pater Castle to be overshadowed by sadness!There are always things in life that are unstoppable. For example, the dawn to brighten; for example, the dusk to darken; for example, fortuitous encounters; for example, foretaste; for example, life; for example, death.
On the night of their departure, Hetun took the initiative to knock on the door of his son\'s daughter-in-law\'s room.
He rarely came to this bedroom. Most of the time, they would only order Xing Shi\'er or Xing Ba to call people over.
But tonight, he had personally come. And he brought good wine.
The one who opened the door was Feng Xinglang. After seeing the Hetun, he only frowned slightly, and nodded his head in greeting."Ah Lang, are you still awake? Have a drink with Dad? "
The Hetun that had come from the Great Hetun had long ago proclaimed himself to be a \'father\'. It didn\'t matter if his son and daughter-in-law were happy or not.
"I was just preparing to rest."
It should be a refusal. But Hetun didn\'t want to understand it."Dad, come in and take a seat. It just so happens that I have to go and see Nuonuo … "
Lin Xueluo, this gentle and thoughtful daughter-in-law, naturally had nothing to say. Seeing that the Hetun wanted to drink alone with his son, she of course understood and avoided it, making room for the father and son pair.
The room was not big, but Xueluo cleaned it neatly and warmly.A bottle of red wine and two red wine cups, Hetun could take them all with one hand.
I guess that even if Hetun wanted to take a few more bottles, he wouldn\'t have that hand right?!
"Let\'s go out and drink. Xueluo doesn\'t like the smell of alcohol on me. "
Although the room was warm, it was not enough for the father and son to drink and chat.
"Then go to the terrace on the top floor! "I should be more at ease with the cool breeze."
Feng Xinglang was not in the mood to listen to the Hetun\'s chatter, but since the Hetun wanted to tell him something, there was no harm in listening.Hetun personally poured a cup of red wine for Feng Xinglang.
It really was a treasure. The taste was sweet and astringent. The taste was quite mellow.
"I\'ll have Old Fourteen accompany you back to the Shen City. That child is sincere and his skills are not bad.
"No need!"Just as Feng Xinglang said no, he read the disappointment on Hetun Elder\'s face, and explained immediately, "You are currently lacking manpower! Keep it for yourself. Shen City has been peaceful recently, there\'s no need. "
This explanation made Hetun feel much better.
"You and that Cong Gang … Very familiar? "
This was already the third person mentioning Cong Gang.
"It\'s not that familiar..." Feng Xinglang raised his brows, "It\'s quite hard to control Cong Gang."
"En!" Hetun nodded, agreeing with his son\'s view of Cong Gang, "This Cong Gang, is originally named Songtai. He was indeed a thorn in the head. He had his own opinions and opinions! Even number two couldn\'t do anything to him! "
Hetun exhaled a breath of impure air, "But this time, in order to repay Xing Er for raising me, he saved my life and Xing Er\'s! It can be said that you are a material that values friendship and righteousness! "
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows slightly: How arrogant! Cong Gang just saved your Hetun\'s life on the way. And it\'s not because of your Hetun!
Since even his son Nuonuo had not been exposed, Feng Xinglang would definitely not say anything.
"Oh right, that Yan Bang … What have you been up to these days? "This was a sensitive topic. It was just like the road that was not there. If more people walked on it, it would become a road.
He knew that this topic would make his son unhappy, but Hetun still spoke up. It did not seem to mind Feng Xinglang making this matter clear, which made both father and son feel rather awkward.
Feng Xinglang was extremely unwilling to be the answer to anything in the Hetun. But if he didn\'t seem to answer, it would make the topic even more confusing.
"I really don\'t know!" I\'ve been rather busy recently and haven\'t had time to meddle in his business. "
Under normal circumstances, no one would be able to play games with Feng Xinglang. Not to mention a verbal test.
Feng Xinglang\'s answer was extremely casual. The feeling people gave was that he and Yan Bang were just ordinary business partners."Mm, it\'s good to stay away from him! You have a family! If Xueluo and Fifteen misunderstand you, that would not be good. "
Regardless of whether Feng Xinglang liked it or not, Hetun still relied on his seniority to advise his son.
"What is there to misunderstand? Yan Bang and Mo San are both partners in my business. "Feng Xinglang was still well-deserved to remain calm and collected.
"It\'s understandable that you think so … But maybe Yan Bang doesn\'t think so? "
This sounded rather annoying.